Only a fool would make the bed every day.

The world of books: romantic, idle, shiftless world so beautiful, so cheap compared with living.

I only really love a book when I have read it at least four times.

Whenever I have tried to do anything For Money it has always led me astray.

I like a new clean book, freshly bound, particularly when I am the first to read it. I like dirty books - where other people have been before me, slipping fried eggs between the pages as markers - rather less.

It is a city of villages, closely connected, each village dedicated to a different way of life.

Only a fool would make the bed every day.